Vanessa Isabela Whore ❤️

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Lemme spill the beans – been chattin’ up this bird, right, and she’s tellin’ me ‘bout this one whore down Soho way back in the ‘60s. Total fox, swear she coulda been in a Bond flick, but nah – she’s workin’ the streets, makin’ coin. Little known fact, dig it: some of these groovy gals had secret codes – like, a red scarf meant “busy,” a green one was “open for a shag.” Cool, huh? Blew my bloody mind!

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Isabela: Well, I don't need to hide from the world by encasing myself in steel up to my eyebrows. Aveline: Right, let it all hang out so everyone knows what they're getting. Hawke: Catfight?

So, I finally get to my workshop on Avenida Concepción. It’s a small place, but it’s mine. I start workin’ on this custom stove for a client. He wanted it in bright red. I mean, who wants a red stove? But hey, it’s his kitchen, not mine. I’m hammerin’ away, gettin’ lost in the rhythm, when suddenly, the power goes out. Just my luck, right?

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